How I see you| Seungin✓

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"Hyunjin is just so touchy, like I told him to stop grabbing my thigh like at least five times before he actually listened." Jeongin complained as he stirred the cream in his coffee I had just bought him. I growned.

"And yet that's not a red flag?" I asked with my eyelids low in annoyance- this being like the tenth time we've had this conversation.
He smacked my wrist lightly from across the table. "I'm really just venting a bit, Hyunjin is perfect. I just need to get used to his type of affection y'know."

"No I don't." I said turning my head to the side as I rolled my eyes. I mean is he for real, screw hyunjin and his.....ugh, affection.

"I'm just a bad boyfriend, he's just being loving and yet I'm here complaining about him." Jeongin pressed his lips together as he thought about that for a moment. As if he's the one hurting Him, how ridiculous, really.

"I have literally no idea how you can sit here and actually say something that wrong." I told him, a serious tone reflected in my voice.

"What are you talking about?" He asked, tilting his head cutely as if he really doesn't know. He's perfect.

"Well for starters you're not a bad boyfriend if anything he is, I mean-"

"Please don't Minnie." He cut me off with a meloncoly tone. I stopped for a moment.

"Jeongin he's-"

"He's lovely, I'm finally not alone and all you want to do is criticize him, I know you're my best friend and you have high standards for me but most of it really is my fault, it's just like what I said I'm just venting so please stop trying to give me relationship advice and just let me vent...... please." he grabbed my hand, clearly not meaning to be as harsh as he came off. I froze, before shaking my head in agreement.

"Yeah.......I know, I'm sorry jeongin I want you and him to be happy.....it's just like you said, I want my bestie to have the best." I smiled weakling. It wasn't necessary a lie I guess but it still hurt. A lot.

"I know, you're the b- oh" Jeongin looked behind me before standing up with a flustered smile plastered on his face. I looked over my shoulder. Hyunjin of course, leaning in the door frame of the coffee shop like he's the main character or something. What a dork. He smiled at jeongin as he walked to our table. Grabbing jeongins ass as soon as he came over. Right in front of me?! Are you fucking kidding, don't you have ANY respect for him!?!

Jeongin jumped before slapping hyunjins hand in response to his gropeing. Hyunjin just laughed.

"Hey playboy, you gotten your breakfast yet?" He asked, as he wrapped his arm around jeongins shoulder. Jeongin laughed nervously.

"Me and him were just about to order food actually." I cut in, trying to sound as friendly as I could. It isn't easy.

"Oh yeah, you get a discount right, barista boy and all huh? He laughed.

I could feel my corrigible expression fading already. I tried not to roll my eyes.

"Uh, yeah." I responded dryly. Jeongin shot me a look of disapprovel.

"Well that's alright no use for that, I got something planned for brunch today for us." He said as he turned to jeongin practically forgetting he was responding to me in the first place.